Up in the tree, Rong Kai's eyes were already open.
There wasn't a trace of sleepiness in his pitch-black pupils, only a gaze as silent and deep as an abyss.
His gaze was locked onto her back, unmoving. He even kept his breathing shallow.
"Female Master, have some grilled meat?"
Jiang Ji trotted over, holding a large handful of steaming hot grilled meat.
Grease sizzled and dripped, the aggressive aroma of charcoal invading her nostrils.
Chu Jing glanced over.
Her nose twitched, taking an involuntary sniff.
Her hand moved faster than her mind, picking up a small piece and popping it into her mouth.
Hot!
Instantly, scalding juices exploded across her tongue. Her eyes flew open, and her tongue flailed around in her mouth, but for the life of her, she couldn't bring herself to spit it out.
Jiang Ji looked utterly terrified, his voice rising in panic. "Female Master! It's hot! Spit it out! Hurry!!"
